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I shall be only too happy if it turns out that the seed of the alteration in his views was sown by some careless word of mine. Perhaps we shall never know. Mike was beginning to mumble some awkward words of thanks, when Psmith resumed his discourse. 'Be that as it may, however, he said, 'we cannot but perceive that Comrade Bickersdyke's election has altered our position to some extent.
It was on an occasion very similar to this that George Barstead, formerly in the employ of the New Asiatic Bank in the capacity of messenger, had been rash enough to laugh at what he had taken for a joke of Mr Bickersdyke's, and had been instantly presented with the sack for gross impertinence. 'Ask Mr Smith began the manager. Then he paused. 'No, never mind, he added.
'At present, admitted Psmith, 'there is some idea of that description floating nebulously, as it were in Comrade Bickersdyke's mind. Indeed, from what I gather from my client, the push was actually administered, in so many words. But tush! And possibly bah! we know what happens on these occasions, do we not?
'There is, moreover, continued Psmith, 'another aspect to the affair. When you were being put through it, in Comrade Bickersdyke's inimitably breezy manner, Sir John What's-his-name was, I am given to understand, present. Naturally, to pacify the aggrieved bart., Comrade B. had to lay it on regardless of expense.
'It seems to me, said Mike gloomily, 'that we are in for a pretty rotten time of it in this bally bank. If Bickersdyke's got his knife into us, he can make it jolly warm for us. He's got his knife into me all right about that walking-across-the-screen business. 'True, said Psmith, 'to a certain extent.
The other heads of departments are all nuts, and Bickersdyke's the nuttiest of the lot. Now, look here. This is all you've got to do. I'll just show you, and then you can manage for yourself. I shall have to be shunting off to my own work in a minute. The Other Man As Bannister had said, the work in the postage department was not intricate.
He eyed Psmith for a moment like an elderly basilisk, then looked back at the ceiling again. 'I shall speak to you tomorrow, he said. Psmith heaved a heavy sigh. 'You will not see us tomorrow, he said, pushing the brandy a little nearer. Mr Bickersdyke's eyes left the ceiling once more. 'What do you mean? he said. 'Drink this, urged Psmith sympathetically, holding out the glass.
Somebody had come in to cash a cheque, and he was working mechanically. Mike walked up the aisle to Mr Bickersdyke's room, and went in. The manager was in his chair at the big table. Opposite him, facing slightly sideways, was a small, round, very red-faced man. Mr Bickersdyke was speaking as Mike entered. 'I can assure you, Sir John he was saying. He looked up as the door opened.
You and I are students of human nature, and we know that a man of Comrade Bickersdyke's warm-hearted type is apt to say in the heat of the moment a great deal more than he really means. Men of his impulsive character cannot help expressing themselves in times of stress with a certain generous strength which those who do not understand them are inclined to take a little too seriously.
Mr Bickersdyke's eyes, which even in their normal state protruded slightly, now looked as if they might fall out at any moment. His face had passed from the plum-coloured stage to something beyond. Every now and then he made the clucking noise, but except for that he was silent. Psmith, having waited for some time for something in the shape of comment or criticism on his remarks, now rose.
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